vapors rise as the emotions deepen,
the metaphorical climb steepens
so i grow reluctant to convey my demons,
yet each moment shared shows me less reasons,
less reasons to be afraid,
because the passions, pains, & pleasures you've displayed have shown me there's no need to evade,
so please, stay here with me & enjoy the wonders our creator has made,
i understand your memories cut like a rusty blade,
but we are two hearts torn together, remember forever, that a storm is just weather,
for you my intentions are inscribed through this letter, although it's been brief,
your voice has become a source of relief,
to this weary man who once only knew remorse & grief.
we sprout, wilt, & bud anew, as our emotions dictate what we do,
much similar to the summer breeze & the autumn leaf.
Jan 17, 2017
Jan 17, 2017 at 10:33 PM UTC
To my own dismay it seems the more I push the more you sway
Yet you still wonder why i disappear when the dust meets day
Do not be discouraged
For I will settle when the fog is no longer gray
The sun rises and falls
Yet you still wish it would stay
Everything ultimately ends, but did it truly have to be this way
Our demise was sculpted by design
Like Michelangelo's lumps of clay
With a love like your's you make this lost sinner want to pray
Don't ever ask for a thing whatever you want.....you may.
& When you're gone the sky looks sort of gray
You were the drug and I relapsed
Felt like the continuum collapsed
We've been forsaken perhaps
Ensnared in emotional subconscious traps
The outsiders in my eyes resemble gnats
Shrouded in a sea of white noise
Where true feelings sink within the void.
Jan 14, 2017
Jan 14, 2017 at 2:51 AM UTC
Who is this figure?
The one who travels the widest land
& wilts each bloom with the touch of his hand
Who is this shadow?
That blends in as if he were a grain of sand amongst the hourglass of man
Where are you from?
Your voice is dim yet you shine like the morning sun
He soon explained
The world slashed his tongue
So now his heart and soul are as black as his lung
I waited, contemplated, then asked how we can live in such a beautiful world yet you still hate it
He exclaimed,
The life we've created has rendered me jaded
So I live isolated
The mental lantern I've lit has slowly faded
Felt like my body & were just degraded, I was working for her, she could've waited, but I guess my point of view, can be debated.
Jan 4, 2017
Jan 4, 2017 at 10:38 AM UTC
Autumn is doomed
The leaves have been consumed
By the ferocious wind sweeping like a celestial broom
The beat of the world is such a rhythmic tune
Jehovah sews the seams
With the extent of his loom
The blizzard is boisterous yet the buds still bloom
Gaia nurtures the forgotten amidst her womb
As the transgressions of man circumvent in the bellows of their tomb
The energy you seek corresponds to the room
But the philosophy you speak
Is prophecy to the bleak
Our indebted sins have reached their peak
But keep in mind the weariest soul is not weak
For he longs to embrace the face of fate and kiss it's cheek.
Dec 13, 2016
Dec 13, 2016 at 4:33 PM UTC
With each day passing
each moment dashing
every street light flashing
i feel our energies crashing
The moments are everlasting
But I continue masking
You and every last thing
I know I kept asking
My conscious can't grasp things
I know what you're asking
Is my love lasting?
Hurting you is the last thing that I Would ever do
But how could you have ever knew
When no man's love was ever true
,Besides what I feel for you
I hope one day that you'll uncover this clue.
Dec 1, 2016
Dec 1, 2016 at 12:23 AM UTC
you ever look at someone & just know she's the one for you? The smallest things she does make you fall for her all over again!
Yet you have to contain everything you have to say, until she truly trusts you, but what if you want her to know you'll always protect her heart & keep her safe? That you'll always be there no matter time nor place! & every day you look forward to seeing her face.
Those big beautiful eyes, can make a foolish man wise, whenever I speak to her I feel so alive, who knew I'd find a woman so kind, with love in her eyes & such a beautiful mind.
Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 4:33 AM UTC
how do I let you know
that I never wanna let you go
& I know we're far from close
when I saw your face I froze
I could give a **** if the whole world knows
That I want you & it shows
From your head down to your toes
So fluorescent girl you glow,
I seen you from the back row
so **** fine you need a show
lemme lift you high when you feel real low, may I carry your heart through Fate's door, don't be shy see what's in store,
I feel a lot of **** I just can't ignore
Give a little love & she might need more,
But my hearts still sore,
Lovin somebody shouldn't feel like a chore,
A nigga's soul spent
So now you know why I fear co-mmit
ment
The way people love seems oh so bent
One day you're in love...and the next that's it,
That's some real cold ****
Ma, You're perfect & so much more than worth it,
The last ***** treated you so worthless
A ***** wrote this letter, to prove I can treat you better,
But I won't make a promise
Lemme be honest,
Movin too fast only brings more problems,
But I know we can solve em
Ya last ***** left baby please don't call him,
Phone stopped ringin, tears kept fallin,
I really gotta know can you please stop stallin,
I left but I'm back, and a ***** put his all in,
Showing affection was never my style
It all changed once heard the dial,
Stuck in denial, i cried so hard
i felt like a child, god **** love is wild.
Dec 1, 2015
Dec 1, 2015 at 1:41 AM UTC
I dream of a better time, a woman who not only entices me, but eases my mind. A woman who's long ebony hair flows past her shoulders, who's eyes are as big as her heart. She is the one whom I've set apart.
I dream of a better time where I am her's and she is mine, where she is the one who keeps me sane and relinquishes every ounce of pain.
I dream of a better time where I wait for her in this oh so tedious line, every word that dances from her lips is witnessed in the rhythm of her hips. To the world she may seem as some unfortunate dream that would usually be unseen, but in my hopeful eyes she is the truth beneath this cacophony of lies that we have deemed to be life.
I dream of a better time where she has given even the most foolish of men a deeper mind.
May 13, 2014
May 13, 2014 at 8:16 PM UTC
My pen is my only friend. When imagine thoughts most couldn't think, I merge the ink with the page and release this rage. The thoughts inside this head are things a man should've never said. With my pen I can erase my fears and wipe away my tears. Tears that have been stained in a shy black kid's brain. Without my pen, society has me wrapped in a 100 pound chain. With this pen I get wiser as I get older. My pen is the sword and I am the soldier.
Apr 9, 2013
Apr 9, 2013 at 11:07 PM UTC